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How did you meet your partner/wife/husband

she turns his floppy drive into a hard drive

waaaaaaaaay too much information Pubester, way too much

Oh and for the record i was born with my left hand so you could say myself and my current partner have been together since creation ;)
 
Tenerife...been on the island for 4 hours intending to have a quality lads holiday.
First bar we went into, bish bash bosh that was it, there she was!

Scariest element of that is it's now almost 11 years ago...............
 
I'm not going to go into too many details but there were enough similarities between 'our' story and the video for Lionel Ritchie's 'Hello' to get the lawyers involved.
 
Another work-related one here too...Mrs S was an advocate for an elderly woman who required a bit of help from your friendly neighbourhood Social Worker. Mrs S was also doing a reflexology course at the time and needed 'case studies' to practise on. This case and his smelly feet just wouldn't go away...

Adding to the story - which I realise may not sound particularly romantic (in comparison to such classics as DC80's 'knob-cheese' ...) - there was in fact a bit of a time lapse between our initial meeting and actually getting together, and the offer of reflexology was simply a ploy to get my hands on him - he fails to mention that I gave him the choice of reflexology or FULL BODY MASSAGE (!) and being the true gent that he is he went for the former, so leaving me (as said by a friend,
pondering the mysteries of sudden and unexpected romance) to 'start from his feet and work my way up .... :)'
 
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Got chatting to Mrs Irish Shrimper on a website over here sort of like Facebook for a few months. She had transferred from Paris to my Uni, and was looking to get to know a few people. Invited her to a new years bash me and the lads were having at my student house, and we got together soon after that.

Three and a half years later, still going strong - and getting married on August 4th*


*Subject to her and Cricko's on / off relationship ;)
 
Got chatting to Mrs Irish Shrimper on a website over here sort of like Facebook for a few months. She had transferred from Paris to my Uni, and was looking to get to know a few people. Invited her to a new years bash me and the lads were having at my student house, and we got together soon after that. She always fancied Cricko more but realised she was below his station and would have to make do with second best.

Three and a half years later, still going strong - and getting married on August 4th*


*Subject to her and Cricko's on / off relationship ;)


Fair comments mate ....:)
 
I walked into the Youth Club with a copy of Watership Down sticking out of my combat jacket pocket, my curly hippy locks bouncing off my shoulders, and her 14 year old heart skipped a beat.... the rest is (somewhat convoluted) history. That was 34 years ago, she's still here but between her and the Army most of my hair is long gone.
 
I met Mrs DtS on the last train from London Bridge to Brighton. Saw her walk down the platform and decided no time like now to have a crack at her. I think she thought I was a nutter. Spent most of the journey home with her quizzing me on mortgages.

Long story short - within a week had done three mortgages for her and her friends which finacially was touch. Took me a lot longer to convince her to give me a crack but as we 40 odd days from getting married I am sure she will say she was blessed that night.
 
I see a bit of a repeat pattern here..

I was surprised that Monsieur Crickson wasn't named as the new French ambassador the other day, he's done that much for Anglo-French relations. In fact I wonder if he hit on Dorien's maman & that's why he's not coming back to Roots Hall ;)

Plus he has got that fetish about Ferrero Roche don't forget.....:p
 

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